
Priya drove her car back to her home. She kept staring at the rear view mirror. There were stains and droplets of his cum over her neck and chin. She wiped it with her long slender fingers and looked at it.
Priya used to adore the smell and taste of this precious protein Hari planted on her face. Even though her brain was pointing out her mistake, her finger moved to her lips. Her pink lips wrapped on her fingers, and she sucked them. She had missed the taste. She craved for it.









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